If Metamorphoses was the book of change, Covenants is the book of what comes after—of the promises made in the quiet aftermath, of the love that forms when three people stop pretending they’re separate, and of the found family that grows in the space between choice and consequence.
Kenzie Rose never expected to have a life like this. Not the magic pulsing steady under her skin. Not the wolf whose patience and devotion became the safest place she’d ever known. She has already chosen her monsters and her miracles. She has her magic, her hard-won wolf, and the man she was never supposed to touch. She has Zoe, the best friend who refused to stay on the sidelines and quietly became part of the “we” in every sentence. Who held her together long before either of them had a word for what they were becoming. What began as a dangerous attraction is now a a home that smells like coffee and fur and rosemary, a pack built out of three stubborn hearts, and a bond that feels older than any spell.
But no covenant exists in a vacuum.
As complaints are filed, stories are weaponized, and old loyalties close in, the pack has to decide which bonds define the ones written by history, or the ones they chose in bed, in classrooms, in alleys, in kitchens at three a.m.
Pressure starts a glance from a dean, a carefully phrased email, a complaint filed by someone who knows exactly how to twist the knife. It grows into the kind of scrutiny that turns hallways into courtrooms and classrooms into traps. Rumors spread. Histories are dug up. Suddenly their private life is an administrative puzzle, a political problem, a thing strangers believe they have the right to dissect.
We learn that long before Kenzie was born, witches and wolves signed their own agreements—quiet deals, dangerous compromises, and “understandings” meant to keep bloodlines separate and power in familiar hands. Those old covenants do not care that Kenzie, Theo, and Zoe are writing new built on witness, consent, fire, and the audacity to say I choose you in a world that prefers them apart.
Inside that storm, the three of them try to hold on—to each other, to their sanity, to the fragile, fierce joy of a pack that wasn’t supposed to exist. Kenzie learns that love is not just the heat in a kiss or the wildness of a bond; sometimes it’s signing your name on a line that could ruin you. Sometimes it’s letting someone stay. Sometimes it’s saying “no” to the people who raised you. Sometimes it’s choosing the life you want even when the world calls it impossible.
As covens tighten their grip, families take sides, and old magic stirs in the dark, Kenzie, Theo, and Zoe must decide which covenants matter the ones written by generations before them, or the ones they’ve carved into each other through trust, truth, and the promise to build something better than what they inherited.
A sweeping, wickedly spicy, emotional sequel to Metamorphoses, Covenants dives deeper into forbidden love, queer joy, erotic surrender, pack-bond devotion, and the dangerous power of choosing your own family. Dark, tender, and ferociously intimate, this is the story of what happens after transformation—when survival becomes commitment, desire becomes devotion, and three hearts learn how to beat as one.